There was a cocky arrogance in the man's cold voice.
Was he threatening her?
What do you mean by worst decision, it's not the first time she's been threatened as a paparazzi reporter.
"What kind of photos?" Gu Xiaoyai asked with an innocent face, deciding to beat a dead horse and lifting the camera equipment in her hand, "I'm here to take pictures of the landscape."
She must find a way to escape from here, these photos are a big exclusive and she can't let them go.
Eyes darting bone-dry, with the lake on the right and the barbed wire fence on the left.
Gu Xiaoyai was backing up step by step, thinking how big the chances of escaping could be if she turned around and ran for her life now ...
"Hand it over!" The man lost his patience and jerked forward to take her hand, probing her with one hand.
The sizzling heat of his fingertips made Gu Xiaoyi tense up.
He's really going to search me? This man is crazy!
Without thinking, she threw the memory card in her jumper pocket over the barbed wire fence beside her.
...
The man's eyes look grimly at the memory card on the path outside the barbed wire fence ...
Very well, this action offended him completely and utterly!
Not ready to hand over the stolen photos by this time.
Women who don't know how to live.
"I'm sick and tired of not seeing the coffin." Li Jiefeng pushed her against the barbed wire fence and followed, his masculine scent thickly surrounding her, one hand pressing the wire next to her head, the other probing directly under her V-neck jumper and gripping the softness of the shrug.
Tsk ... This size is nothing compared to Nana Kuan.
Li Jiefeng sneered disdainfully.
Gu Xiaoyi's eyes widened in shock, what was this man ... doing?! What was his hand doing?!
"Pervert!" Reacting, Gu Xiaoyi cursed, dropping her camera equipment to push him.
Perverted?
This is just the beginning ...
Gu Xiaoyi was only 5'5" and her body was slender, so she was a weak shrimp in front of him, and her small fists hit him like scratching an itch.
Li Jiefeng effortlessly held down her fidgeting body, removed the SLR camera hanging around her neck that was in the way and casually threw it out, lowered his face close to her frightened face and sneered, "I'll condescend to teach you what the price of peeping is."
Like a voice from hell.
"Hiss..."
A Swiss Army knife carved a bloody mark from the base of her thigh with a flick.
The pain of her skin being cut made her wince.
With a big tug of his hand, her floor-length white dress was suddenly torn to the point where it could only wrap around her tiny hips.